Mo Nanjue frowned, and the man kept a little suspicious about her words, "If the Tibetan Sect had been looking for children since four years ago, how could it be impossible to find them with the power of the Tibetan Sect?!"

The Tibetan Sect is definitely more people than them, and if they are really determined, they will not even be able to find a base for a child killer in four years?!

Unless, they are not looking for it at all.

Meng Yao lowered her eyes. This was not a lie. She asked Meng Shaoling to look for her, but she knew that he had not gone. "I left the house when I was a teenager. Because at that time, my brother actually advised me to marry a man in his thirties in order to stabilize the position of the Meng family. He said that it was for the family and asked me to endure it. He would definitely take me back... I refused, so he forced me and even tied me up... You guys say, will he help me find my son wholeheartedly?"

“…”

really.

All the secret guards lowered their heads. They could not interrupt at this time, but in fact they knew in their hearts that the sect leader had always had power and status.

He attaches great importance to these things and has great ambitions. Otherwise, the Meng family would not have been today and would not have been the leader of the Tibetan sect.

Meng Shaoling...

Tong Ran passed this strange name in her mouth. She never thought that she would have anything to do with him in the future. She looked up at Meng Yao, "So, are you going to bring Xiaojiu back to the Tibetan Sect?"

Meng Yao nodded, "I am his mother, he must follow me."

Mo Nanjuejun's face was full of sinisterness, and he always felt something was wrong. The man raised his eyes coldly, "How did you find out that he belongs to your son? Don't tell me that you can recognize DNA with your naked eyes?"

"..." Meng Yao calmed down and calmed down his voice, "When he was born, I left him a necklace, which was regarded as a token. I saw it on him, and we have already recognized each other."

Meng Yao didn't look at him in the eyes. Her words were indeed reasonable and not exaggerated. But Mo Nanjue didn't believe it very much. If this is the case, then she could tell them the truth, so why should she steal the child with such a big fanfare?!

So, that possibility is not ruled out...

Didn’t she like Luo Xiao at first?!

Mo Nanjue's delicate face was shrouded in the moonlight, completely gloomy and could not accept it no matter how he thought about it. Tong Ran stood beside him and felt the man's stiffness. She held his hand, "What's wrong with you?"

She asked in a low voice.

His hands were shaking...Is he afraid?

Mo Nanjue subconsciously pinched her hand, the man pursed his thin lips, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Are you sure he is not the son of you and Luo Xiao?"

Meng Yao's heart skipped a beat. Maybe she could fool everyone, but Mo Nanjue was very sad. She insisted on calming herself and smiled bitterly, "Young Master Jue, how obsessed with Miss Tong? Everyone knows this. How could he have a baby with me?"

"Who stipulates that he must be voluntarily?" Mo Nanjue sneered, and the corners of his lips outlined a cold curve. "You can tell the truth in front of us, why do you use a large number of people to grab it?"

"..." Meng Yao looked up, her face pale, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid you will use your old man to pull out the black hands behind you. I'm afraid you won't agree, and I don't want him to be hurt, so I want to guarantee 100% that I can take him away."
Chapter completed!